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The Spirit Of Christmas By Henry Van Dyke - ebook

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"The Spirit of Christmas" is a short Christmas book by American author, educator, clergyman, critic and outdoorsman Henry Van Dyke, first published in 1905. It includes a short story, two essays, and two prayers for the season.

The Spirit Of Christmas By Henry Van Dyke - ebook

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The Spirit Of Christmas
THE SPIRIT OF
CHRISTMAS
BY HENRY VAN DYKE
NEW YORK
CHARLES SCRIBNER’S SONS
1911
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A DREAM-STORY
THE CHRISTMAS ANGEL
It was the hour of rest in the Country Beyond the Stars. All the
silver bells that swing with the turning of the great ring of light
which lies around that land were softly chiming; and the sound
of their commotion went down like dew upon the golden ways
of the city, and the long alleys of blossoming trees, and the
meadows of asphodel, and the curving shores of the River of
Life.
At the hearing of that chime, all the angels who had been
working turned to play, and all who had been playing gave
themselves joyfully to work. Those who had been singing, and
making melody on different instruments, fell silent and began
to listen. Those who had been walking alone in meditation met
together in companies to talk. And those who had been far
away on errands to the Earth and other planets came homeward
like a flight of swallows to the high cliff when the day is over.
It was not that they needed to be restored from weariness, for
the inhabitants of that country never say, “I am tired.” But
there, as here, the law of change is the secret of happiness, and
the joy that never ends is woven of mingled strands of labour
and repose, society and solitude, music and silence. Sleep
comes to them not as it does to us, with a darkening of the
vision and a folding of the wings of the spirit, but with an
opening of the eyes to deeper and fuller light, and with an
effortless outgoing of the soul upon broader currents of life, as
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the sun-loving bird poises and circles upward, without a wing-
beat, on the upholding air.
It was in one of the quiet corners of the green valley called
Peacefield, where the little brook of Brighthopes runs smoothly
down to join the River of Life, that I saw a company of angels,
returned from various labours on Earth, sitting in friendly
converse on the hill-side, where cyclamens and arbutus and
violets and fringed orchids and pale lady’s-tresses, and all the
sweet-smelling flowers which are separated in the lower world
by the seasons, were thrown together in a harmony of
fragrance. There were three of the company who seemed to be
leaders, distinguished not only by more radiant and powerful
looks, but by a tone of authority in their speech and by the
willing attention with which the others listened to them, as they
talked of their earthly tasks, of the tangles and troubles, the
wars and miseries that they had seen among men, and of the
best way to get rid of them and bring sorrow to an end.
“The Earth is full of oppression and unrighteousness,” said the
tallest and most powerful of the angels. His voice was deep and
strong, and by his shining armour and the long two-handed
sword hanging over his shoulder I knew that he was the
archangel Michael, the mightiest one among the warriors of the
King, and the executor of the divine judgments upon the unjust.
“The Earth is tormented with injustice,” he cried, “and the great
misery that I have seen among men is that the evil hand is often
stronger than the good hand and can beat it down.
“The arm of the cruel is heavier than the arm of the kind. The
unjust get the better of the just and tread on them. I have seen
tyrant kings crush their helpless folk. I have seen the fields of
the innocent trampled into bloody ruin by the feet of
conquering armies. I have seen the wicked nation overcome the
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peoples that loved liberty, and take away their treasure by force
of arms. I have seen poverty mocked by arrogant wealth, and
purity deflowered by brute violence, and gentleness and fair-
dealing bruised in the winepress of iniquity and pride.
“There is no cure for this evil, but by the giving of greater force
to the good hand. The righteous cause must be strengthened
with might to resist the wicked, to defend the helpless, to
punish all cruelty and unfairness, to uphold the right
everywhere, and to enforce justice with unconquerable arms.
Oh, that the host of Heaven might be called, arrayed, and sent
to mingle in the wars of men, to make the good victorious, to
destroy all evil, and to make the will of the King prevail!
“We would shake down the thrones of tyrants, and loose the
bands of the oppressed. We would hold the cruel and violent
with the bit of fear, and drive the greedy and fierce-minded men
with the whip of terror. We would stand guard, with weapons
drawn, about the innocent, the gentle, the kind, and keep the
peace of God with the sword of the angels!”
As he spoke, his hands were lifted to the hilt of his long blade,
and he raised it above him, straight and shining, throwing
sparkles of light around it, like the spray from the sharp prow of
a moving ship. Bright flames of heavenly ardour leaped in the
eyes of the listening angels; a martial air passed over their faces
as if they longed for the call to war.
But no silver trumpet blared from the battlements of the City of
God; no crimson flag was unfurled on those high, secret walls;
no thrilling drum-beat echoed over the smooth meadow. Only
the sound of the brook of Brighthopes was heard tinkling and
murmuring among the roots of the grasses and flowers; and far
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off a cadence of song drifted down from the inner courts of the
Palace of the King.
Then another angel began to speak, and made answer to
Michael. He, too, was tall and wore the look of power. But it
was power of the mind rather than of the hand. His face was
clear and glistening, and his eyes were lit with a steady flame
which neither leaped nor fell. Of flame also were his garments,
which clung about him as the fire enwraps a torch burning
where there is no wind; and his great wings, spiring to a point
far above his head, were like a living lamp before the altar of
the Most High. By this sign I knew that it was the archangel
Uriel, the spirit of the Sun, clearest in vision, deepest in wisdom
of all the spirits that surround the throne.
“I hold not the same thought,” said he, “as the great archangel
Michael; nor, though I desire the same end which he desires,
would I seek it by the same way. For I know how often power
has been given to the good, and how often it has been turned
aside and used for evil. I know that the host of Heaven, and the
very stars in their courses, have fought on the side of a favoured
nation; yet pride has followed triumph and oppression has been
the first-born child of victory. I know that the deliverers of the
people have become tyrants over those whom they have set
free, and the fighters for liberty have been changed into the
soldiers of fortune. Power corrupts itself, and might cannot
save.
“Does not the Prince Michael remember how the angel of the
Lord led the armies of Israel, and gave them the battle against
every foe, except the enemy within the camp? And how they
robbed and crushed the peoples against whom they had fought
for freedom? And how the wickedness of the tribes of Canaan
survived their conquest and overcame their conquerors, so that
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the children of Israel learned to worship the idols of their
enemies, Moloch, and Baal, and Ashtoreth?
“Power corrupts itself, and might cannot save. Was not Persia
the destroyer of Babylon, and did not the tyranny of Persia cry
aloud for destruction? Did not Rome break the yoke of the East,
and does not the yoke of Rome lie heavy on the shoulders of the
world? Listen!”
There was silence for a moment on the slopes of Peacefield,
and then over the encircling hills a cool wind brought the sound
of chains clanking in prisons and galleys, the sighing of
millions of slaves, the weeping of wretched women and
children, the blows of hammers nailing men to their crosses.
Then the sound passed by with the wind, and Uriel spoke again:
“Power corrupts itself, and might cannot save. The Earth is full
of ignorant strife, and for this evil there is no cure but by the
giving of greater knowledge. It is because men do not
understand evil that they yield themselves to its power.
Wickedness is folly in action, and injustice is the error of the
blind. It is because men are ignorant that they destroy one
another, and at last themselves.
“If there were more light in the world there would be no
sorrow. If the great King who knows all things would enlighten
the world with wisdom—wisdom to understand his law and his
ways, to read the secrets of the earth and the stars, to discern the
workings of the heart of man and the things that make for joy
and peace—if he would but send us, his messengers, as a flame
of fire to shine upon those who sit in darkness, how gladly
would we go to bring in the new day!
“We would speak the word of warning and counsel to the
erring, and tell knowledge to the perplexed. We would guide
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the ignorant in the paths of prudence, and the young would sit
at our feet and hear us gladly in the school of life. Then folly
would fade away as the morning vapour, and the sun of wisdom
would shine on all men, and the peace of God would come with
the counsel of the angels.”
A murmur of pleasure followed the words of Uriel, and eager
looks flashed around the circle of the messengers of light as
they heard the praise of wisdom fitly spoken. But there was one
among them on whose face a shadow of doubt rested, and
though he smiled, it was as if he remembered something that
the others had forgotten. He turned to an angel near him.
“Who was it,” said he, “to whom you were sent with counsel
long ago? Was it not Balaam the son of Beor, as he was riding
to meet the King of Moab? And did not even the dumb beast
profit more by your instruction than the man who rode him?
And who was it,” he continued, turning to Uriel, “that was
called the wisest of all men, having searched out and
understood the many inventions that are found under the sun?
Was not Solomon, prince of fools and philosophers, unable by
much learning to escape weariness of the flesh and despair of
the spirit? Knowledge also is vanity and vexation. This I know
well, because I have dwelt among men and held converse with
them since the day when I was sent to instruct the first man in
Eden.”
Then I looked more closely at him who was speaking and
recognised the beauty of the archangel Raphael, as it was
pictured long ago:
“A seraph winged; six wings he wore to shade His lineaments divine;
the pair that clad Each shoulder broad came mantling o’er his breast,
With regal ornament; the middle pair Girt like a starry zone his waist,
and round Skirted his loins and thighs with downy gold And colours
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dipped in Heav’n; the third his feet Shadowed from either heel with
feathered mail, Sky-tinctured grain. Like Maia’s son he stood And
shook his plumes, that Heavenly fragrance filled The circuit wide.”
“Too well I know,” he spoke on, while the smile on his face
deepened into a look of pity and tenderness and desire, “too
well I know that power corrupts itself and that knowledge
cannot save. There is no cure for the evil that is in the world but
by the giving of more love to men. The laws that are ordained
for earth are strange and unequal, and the ways where men
must walk are full of pitfalls and dangers. Pestilence creeps
along the ground and flows in the rivers; whirlwind and tempest
shake the habitations of men and drive their ships to
destruction; fire breaks forth from the mountains and the
foundations of the world tremble. Frail is the flesh of man, and
many are his pains and troubles. His children can never find
peace until they learn to love one another and to help one
another.
“Wickedness is begotten by disease and misery. Violence
comes from poverty and hunger. The cruelty of oppression is
when the strong tread the weak under their feet; the bitterness
of pride is when the wise and learned despise the simple; the
crown of folly is when the rich think they are gods, and the
poor think that God is not.
“Hatred and envy and contempt are the curse of life. And for
these there is no remedy save love—the will to give and to
bless—the will of the King himself, who gives to all and is
loving unto every man. But how shall the hearts of men be won
to this will? How shall it enter into them and possess them?
Even the gods that men fashion for themselves are cruel and
proud and false and unjust. How shall the miracle be wrought in
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human nature to reveal the meaning of humanity? How shall
men be made like God?”
At this question a deep hush fell around the circle, and every
listener was still, even as the rustling leaves hang motionless
when the light breeze falls away in the hour of sunset. Then
through the silence, like the song of a far-away thrush from its
hermitage in the forest, a voice came ringing: “I know it, I
know it, I know it.”
Clear and sweet—clear as a ray of light, sweeter than the
smallest silver bell that rang the hour of rest—was that slender
voice floating on the odorous and translucent air. Nearer and
nearer it came, echoing down the valley, “I know it, I know it, I
know it!”
Then from between the rounded hills, among which the brook
of Brighthopes is born, appeared a young angel, a little child,
with flying hair of gold, and green wreaths twined about his
shoulders, and fluttering hands that played upon the air and
seemed to lift him so lightly that he had no need of wings. As
thistle-down, blown by the wind, dances across the water, so he
came along the little stream, singing clear above the murmur of
the brook.
All the angels rose and turned to look at him with wondering
eyes. Multitudes of others came flying swiftly to the place
from which the strange, new song was sounding. Rank within
rank, like a garden of living flowers, they stood along the
sloping banks of the brook while the child-angel floated into the
midst of them, singing:
“I know it, I know it, I know it! Man shall be made like God
because the Son of God shall become a man.”
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At this all the angels looked at one another with amazement,
and gathered more closely about the child-angel, as those who
hear wonderful news.
“How can this be?” they asked. “How is it possible that the Son
of God should be a man?”
“I do not know,” said the young angel. “I only know that it is to
be.”
“But if he becomes a man,” said Raphael, “he will be at the
mercy of men; the cruel and the wicked will have power upon
him; he will suffer.”
“I know it,” answered the young angel, “and by suffering he
will understand the meaning of all sorrow and pain; and he will
be able to comfort every one who cries; and his own tears will
be for the healing of sad hearts; and those who are healed by
him will learn for his sake to be kind to each other.”
“But if the Son of God is a true man,” said Uriel, “he must first
be a child, simple, and lowly, and helpless. It may be that he
will never gain the learning of the schools. The masters of
earthly wisdom will despise him and speak scorn of him.”
“I know it,” said the young angel, “but in meekness will he
answer them; and to those who become as little children he will
give the heavenly wisdom that comes, without seeking, to the
pure and gentle of heart.”
“But if he becomes a man,” said Michael, “evil men will hate
and persecute him: they may even take his life, if they are
stronger than he.”
“I know it,” answered the young angel, “they will nail him to a
cross. But when he is lifted up, he will draw all men unto him,
for he will still be the Son of God, and no heart that is open to
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love can help loving him, since his love for men is so great that
he is willing to die for them.”
“But how do you know these things?” cried the other angels.
“Who are you?”
“I am the Christmas angel,” he said. “At first I was sent as the
dream of a little child, a holy child, blessed and wonderful, to
dwell in the heart of a pure virgin, Mary of Nazareth. There I
was hidden till the word came to call me back to the throne of
the King, and tell me my name, and give me my new message.
For this is Christmas day on Earth, and to-day the Son of God is
born of a woman. So I must fly quickly, before the sun rises, to
bring the good news to those happy men who have been chosen
to receive them.”
As he said this, the young angel rose, with arms outspread,
from the green meadow of Peacefield and, passing over the
bounds of Heaven, dropped swiftly as a shooting-star toward
the night shadow of the Earth. The other angels followed him—
a throng of dazzling forms, beautiful as a rain of jewels falling
from the dark-blue sky. But the child-angel went more swiftly
than the others, because of the certainty of gladness in his heart.
And as the others followed him they wondered who had been
favoured and chosen to receive the glad tidings.
“It must be the Emperor of the World and his counsellors,” they
thought. But the flight passed over Rome.
“It may be the philosophers and the masters of learning,” they
thought. But the flight passed over Athens.
“Can it be the High Priest of the Jews, and the elders and the
scribes?” they thought. But the flight passed over Jerusalem.
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It floated out over the hill country of Bethlehem; the throng of
silent angels holding close together, as if perplexed and
doubtful; the child-angel darting on far in advance, as one who
knew the way through the darkness.
The villages were all still: the very houses seemed asleep; but in
one place there was a low sound of talking in a stable, near to
an inn—a sound as of a mother soothing her baby to rest.
All over the pastures on the hillsides a light film of snow had
fallen, delicate as the veil of a bride adorned for the marriage;
and as the child-angel passed over them, alone in the swiftness
of his flight, the pure fields sparkled round him, giving back his
radiance.
And there were in that country shepherds abiding in the fields,
keeping watch over their flocks by night. And lo! the angel of
the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone
round about them, and they were sore afraid. And the angel said
unto them: “Fear not; for behold I bring you glad tidings of
great joy which shall be to all nations. For unto you is born this
day, in the city of David, a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.
And this shall be a sign unto you; ye shall find the babe
wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.”
And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the
heavenly host, praising God and saying: “Glory to God in the
highest, and on earth peace, good-will toward men.” And the
shepherds said one to another: “Let us now go, even to
Bethlehem, and see this thing which is come to pass.”
So I said within myself that I also would go with the shepherds,
even to Bethlehem. And I heard a great and sweet voice, as of a
bell, which said, “Come!” And when the bell had sounded
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twelve times, I awoke; and it was Christmas morn; and I knew
that I had been in a dream.
Yet it seemed to me that the things which I had heard were true.
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A LITTLE ESSAY
CHRISTMAS-GIVING AND CHRISTMAS-
LIVING
I
The custom of exchanging presents on a certain day in the year
is very much older than Christmas, and means very much less.
It has obtained in almost all ages of the world, and among many
different nations. It is a fine thing or a foolish thing, as the case
may be; an encouragement to friendliness, or a tribute to
fashion; an expression of good nature, or a bid for favour; an
outgoing of generosity, or a disguise of greed; a cheerful old
custom, or a futile old farce, according to the spirit which
animates it and the form which it takes.
But when this ancient and variously interpreted tradition of a
day of gifts was transferred to the Christmas season, it was
brought into vital contact with an idea which must transform it,
and with an example which must lift it up to a higher plane. The
example is the life of Jesus. The idea is unselfish interest in the
happiness of others.
The great gift of Jesus to the world was himself. He lived with
and for men. He kept back nothing. In every particular and
personal gift that he made to certain people there was
something of himself that made it precious.
For example, at the wedding in Cana of Galilee, it was his
thought for the feelings of the giver of the feast, and his wish
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that every guest should find due entertainment, that lent the
flavour of a heavenly hospitality to the wine which he provided.
When he gave bread and fish to the hungry multitude who had
followed him out among the hills by the Lake of Gennesaret,
the people were refreshed and strengthened by the sense of the
personal care of Jesus for their welfare, as much as by the food
which he bestowed upon them. It was another illustration of
the sweetness of “a dinner of herbs, where love is.”
The gifts of healing which he conferred upon many different
kinds of sufferers were, in every case, evidences that Jesus was
willing to give something of himself, his thought, his sympathy,
his vital power, to the men and women among whom he lived.
Once, when a paralytic was brought to Jesus on a bed, he
surprised everybody, and offended many, by giving the poor
wretch the pardon of his sins, before he gave new life to his
body. That was just because Jesus thought before he gave;
because he desired to satisfy the deepest need; because in fact
he gave something of himself in every gift. All true Christmas-
giving ought to be after this pattern.
Not that it must all be solemn and serious. For the most part it
deals with little wants, little joys, little tokens of friendly
feeling. But the feeling must be more than the token; else the
gift does not really belong to Christmas.
It takes time and effort and unselfish expenditure of strength to
make gifts in this way. But it is the only way that fits the
season.
The finest Christmas gift is not the one that costs the most
money, but the one that carries the most love.
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II
But how seldom Christmas comes—only once a year; and how
soon it is over—a night and a day! If that is the whole of it, it
seems not much more durable than the little toys that one buys
of a fakir on the street-corner. They run for an hour, and then
the spring breaks, and the legs come off, and nothing remains
but a contribution to the dust heap.
But surely that need not and ought not to be the whole of
Christmas—only a single day of generosity, ransomed from the
dull servitude of a selfish year,--only a single night of merry-
making, celebrated in the slave-quarters of a selfish race! If
every gift is the token of a personal thought, a friendly feeling,
an unselfish interest in the joy of others, then the thought, the
feeling, the interest, may remain after the gift is made.
The little present, or the rare and long-wished-for gift (it
matters not whether the vessel be of gold, or silver, or iron, or
wood, or clay, or just a small bit of birch bark folded into a
cup), may carry a message something like this:
“I am thinking of you to-day, because it is Christmas, and I
wish you happiness. And to-morrow, because it will be the day
after Christmas, I shall still wish you happiness; and so on,
clear through the year. I may not be able to tell you about it
every day, because I may be far away; or because both of us
may be very busy; or perhaps because I cannot even afford to
pay the postage on so many letters, or find the time to write
them. But that makes no difference. The thought and the wish
will be here just the same. In my work and in the business of
life, I mean to try not to be unfair to you or injure you in any
way. In my pleasure, if we can be together, I would like to
share the fun with you. Whatever joy or success comes to you
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will make me glad. Without pretense, and in plain words,
good-will to you is what I mean, in the Spirit of Christmas.”
It is not necessary to put a message like this into high-flown
language, to swear absolute devotion and deathless
consecration. In love and friendship, small, steady payments on
a gold basis are better than immense promissory notes. Nor,
indeed, is it always necessary to put the message into words at
all, nor even to convey it by a tangible token. To feel it and to
act it out—that is the main thing.
There are a great many people in the world whom we know
more or less, but to whom for various reasons we cannot very
well send a Christmas gift. But there is hardly one, in all the
circles of our acquaintance, with whom we may not exchange
the touch of Christmas life.
In the outer circles, cheerful greetings, courtesy, consideration;
in the inner circles, sympathetic interest, hearty congratulations,
honest encouragement; in the inmost circle, comradeship,
helpfulness, tenderness,--
“_Beautiful friendship tried by sun and wind
Durable from the daily dust of life._”
After all, Christmas-living is the best kind of Christmas-giving.
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A SHORT CHRISTMAS SERMON
KEEPING CHRISTMAS
ROMANS, xiv, 6: _He that regardeth the day, regardeth it unto
the Lord._
It is a good thing to observe Christmas day. The mere marking
of times and seasons, when men agree to stop work and make
merry together, is a wise and wholesome custom. It helps one to
feel the supremacy of the common life over the individual life.
It reminds a man to set his own little watch, now and then, by
the great clock of humanity which runs on sun time.
But there is a better thing than the observance of Christmas day,
and that is, keeping Christmas.
Are you willing to forget what you have done for other people,
and to remember what other people have done for you; to
ignore what the world owes you, and to think what you owe the
world; to put your rights in the background, and your duties in
the middle distance, and your chances to do a little more than
your duty in the foreground; to see that your fellow-men are
just as real as you are, and try to look behind their faces to their
hearts, hungry for joy; to own that probably the only good
reason for your existence is not what you are going to get out of
life, but what you are going to give to life; to close your book of
complaints against the management of the universe, and look
around you for a place where you can sow a few seeds of
happiness—are you willing to do these things even for a day?
Then you can keep Christmas.
Are you willing to stoop down and consider the needs and the
desires of little children; to remember the weakness and
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loneliness of people who are growing old; to stop asking how
much your friends love you, and ask yourself whether you love
them enough; to bear in mind the things that other people have
to bear on their hearts; to try to understand what those who live
in the same house with you really want, without waiting for
them to tell you; to trim your lamp so that it will give more
light and less smoke, and to carry it in front so that your
shadow will fall behind you; to make a grave for your ugly
thoughts, and a garden for your kindly feelings, with the gate
open—are you willing to do these things even for a day? Then
you can keep Christmas.
Are you willing to believe that love is the strongest thing in the
world—stronger than hate, stronger than evil, stronger than
death—and that the blessed life which began in Bethlehem
nineteen hundred years ago is the image and brightness of the
Eternal Love? Then you can keep Christmas.
And if you keep it for a day, why not always?
But you can never keep it alone.
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TWO CHRISTMAS PRAYERS
A CHRISTMAS PRAYER FOR THE HOME
Father of all men, look upon our family,
Kneeling together before Thee,
And grant us a true Christmas.
With loving heart we bless Thee:
For the gift of Thy dear Son Jesus Christ, For the peace He
brings to human homes, For the good-will He teaches to
sinful men, For the glory of Thy goodness shining in His
face.
With joyful voice we praise Thee:
For His lowly birth and His rest in the manger,
For the pure tenderness of His mother Mary,
For the fatherly care that protected Him,
For the Providence that saved the Holy Child
To be the Saviour of the world.
With deep desire we beseech Thee:
Help us to keep His birthday truly,
Help us to offer, in His name, our Christmas prayer.
From the sickness of sin and the darkness of doubt, From
selfish pleasures and sullen pains, From the frost of pride
and the fever of envy, God save us every one, through the
blessing of Jesus.
In the health of purity and the calm of mutual trust, In the
sharing of joy and the bearing of trouble, In the steady glow
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of love and the clear light of hope, God keep us every one,
by the blessing of Jesus.
In praying and praising, in giving and receiving, In eating
and drinking, in singing and making merry, In parents’
gladness and in children’s mirth, In dear memories of those
who have departed, In good comradeship with those who are
here, In kind wishes for those who are far away, In patient
waiting, sweet contentment, generous cheer, God bless us
every one, with the blessing of Jesus.
By remembering our kinship with all men, By well-wishing,
friendly speaking and kindly doing, By cheering the
downcast and adding sunshine to daylight, By welcoming
strangers (poor shepherds or wise men), By keeping the
music of the angels’ song in this home, God help us every
one to share the blessing of Jesus:
In whose name we keep Christmas:
And in whose words we pray together:
Our Father which art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name.
Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done in earth, as it is in
heaven.
_Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our
debts, as we
forgive our debtors._
And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil:
_For Thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory,
forever.
Amen._
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A CHRISTMAS PRAYER FOR LONELY
FOLKS
Lord God of the solitary,
Look upon me in my loneliness.
Since I may not keep this Christmas in the home, Send it
into my heart.
Let not my sins cloud me in,
But shine through them with forgiveness in the face of
the child Jesus.
Put me in loving remembrance of the lowly lodging in
the stable of Bethlehem,
The sorrows of the blessed Mary, the poverty and exile of
the Prince of Peace.
For His sake, give me a cheerful courage to endure my
lot, And an inward comfort to sweeten it.
Purge my heart from hard and bitter thoughts.
Let no shadow of forgetting come between me and friends
far away:
Bless them in their Christmas mirth:
Hedge me in with faithfulness,
That I may not grow unworthy to meet them again.
Give me good work to do,
That I may forget myself and find peace in doing it for
Thee.
Though I am poor, send me to carry some gift to those
who are poorer,
Some cheer to those who are more lonely.
Grant me the joy to do a kindness to one of Thy little ones:
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Light my Christmas candle at the gladness of an innocent
and grateful heart.
Strange is the path where Thou leadest me:
Let me not doubt Thy wisdom, nor lose Thy hand. Make me
sure that Eternal Love is revealed in Jesus, Thy dear Son, To
save us from sin and solitude and death.
Teach me that I am not alone,
But that many hearts, all round the world,
Join with me through the silence, while I pray in His name:
Our Father which art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name.
Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done in earth, as it is in
heaven.
_Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our
debts, as we forgive our debtors._
And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil:
_For Thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory,
forever.
Amen._
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